Abducting the Huntress: A Desperate Plan to Claim the Object of Their Lust

It had been a long day for Randy and his little group of conspirators. Today was the day. Randy, his friend Erwin, his girlfriend Daniella and her step sister Lori, had been wanting to do this forever. Especially since Ms. Bertinelli was so hot looking. All four of them had lusted after her since the first day of class. Erwin and he had been discussing what they would love to have a chance to do to her when the girls had walked in on the conversation. He was afraid that they would be pissed at them, but to his surprise and arousal, the girls had a few ideas of their own. As the conversation continued, the group began getting highly aroused. Lori suggested that since they were all so aroused by the idea, why not kidnap and having their way with Miss Bertinelli?

Now on the last day of classes before spring break, they had decided to put the idea into action and abduct her as she was leaving the building.

Daniella had always fantasized about tricking an older woman into becoming her sex slave. She masturbated to the idea almost every night. She now had her chance. She wanted Miss Bertinelli more than any other teacher at the school. The plan started off simply enough, Miss Bertinelli hated it when students disrupted her class. Rumors were abound about what happened to those who were asked to stay after class. So Daniella had been chosen to be the one to get asked to stay behind. The rumor she loved more than any other was that Miss Bertinelli would spank those who were told to stay late. They had to pull down their pants and underwear and bend over her desk. She hoped it was true. Daniella loved to be spanked and she hoped maybe she would get a chance to spank the teacher. She approched the closed door and knocked.

Helena Bertinelli hated it when students disrupted her courses, she knew many of them hated being there. It was a given fact high schoolers hated to be taught. It was hard wired into their DNA. Helena had told Daniella to come to her class room for after school detention. Helena needed the night free, she had some extra duties to do for Oracle this particular evening as the Huntress, however now she needed to babysit.

She sighed softly as she went through paper work. And ofcourse it was unseasionably warm, and the air conditioning was out. Just great Helena thought to herself as she sat at her desk going over some final papers that needed to be done before Spring Break. She sat in her expensive imported Italian designer three piece suit, short black skirt, silk stockings, with a white silk blouse with a matching jacket over it.

Which was now on the back of her chair due to the heat. Helena's black bra showing ever so slightly through the shirt. She shook her head, not thinking ahead that it would be a hot day, or the schools Air conditioning would be out. The woman brought her hand to her forehead and wiped away a little sweat as the knock at the door came.

"Enter....."

Daniella nervously opened the door when she heard the older woman's voice. The sight that greeted her was something she had dreamed about for a long time. She could feel her pussy getting wet. She wore a short black skirt like her teacher, and black, thong panties under it. Her mind began to wander to what kind of panties Ms. Bertinelli was wearing.

She knew that the others were nearby watching and getting ready to move as soon as she gave them the signal. Her cellphone was on in her purse and as soon as she said 'funtime', they would descend and abduct the object of their mutual lust.

"Ok Ms. Bertinelli, I am here like you said. So what am I supposed to do now?" she asked, setting down her purse.

"Daniella I have those files over on the table, I need you to start alphabetizing them, they are student records. That is just for starters."

Helena watched as the young girl made her way into the room, "And please leave the door open it's stiffling in here."

Helena looked back down at her paper work and continued, she had taken notice of what the girl had been wearing , a skirt similar to her own. She sighed softly as she continued to grade her papers, a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, several strands of hair out of place, even with most pinned up due to the heat and humidity.

"Tell me, Daniella, why must you and others disrupt my class when I am trying to do my job, and you all know it is yours to listen and learn everything I teach you."

She spoke as she continued working on her paper work as a few trickles of sweat rolled down her neck and disappeared into her cleavage, it caused a slight shiver that ran through Helena Bertinelli's body.

The ticking of the clock was a time bomb for Helena she needed to get this over and report to Oracle, then get her ass out on a patrol. Gotham needed to be kept safe, and its Urban Avenger, the Huntress was just the woman to do it, but not when she was stuck babysitting.

"Boring busy work. Great." she said sarcastically. She looked at the stack of files and began thinking. She then heard her question and paused a moment before she said anything. She needed really to play this up for the plan to work.

"School is boring beyond belief. None of us want to be here and most teachers are just as boring." she said in response. She then 'accidentally' knocked the files onto the floor.

"Things like that are much more fun." she said smiling. Daniella was entranced by the droplets of sweat running down among her teachers tits. This plan sooo had to work...

Helena looked up at the pile of files that dumped to the floor, she just sighed in frustration, those had taken her most of the afternoon to get complied. She slid her chair backwards and got up. She walked towards the pile her black high heeled shoes clamping on the tiled floor as she walked over and knelled down on the floor she started to pick up the files.

"Yes, boring busy work, Daniella, that is just what you get for disrupting class."

Helena pushed her glasses up onto the bridge of her nose more as she picked up even more files and placed them into a pile on the floor. By the comment Helena knew that the girl had done it purposely, she just looked up at her, "Well, you are going to get down here and help. It is *your* mess as it were."

Helena spoke to her with an assertive tone, as her Italian accent rolled off her tongue. She looked back to the pile she had made, then continued to pick up a few more file, organizing the papers with which folder they belonged.

As Helena continued to move on the floor her breasts bounced ever so slightly a few small trickles of sweat rolled down her cleavage. Helena was all about work and duty no matter, which job she was on, she needed to make these students realize that this was crucial to their lives.

"You know Daniella, if you just properly aimed yourself at a goal, found something that you wanted, you can accomplish anything, you just need to focus."

Danilea got down and tried to sneak a look under Ms. Bertinelli's short skirt. She caught a glimpse of black fabric before she had to turn her attention to other things. So many thoughts were swirling in her mind she barely paid any attention to the words being spoken. Those same words had been spoken by her mother before she walked out on her dad. They meant something to her now though. Just not exactly the same as Ms. Bertinelli thought they meant.

"That's all bullshit. What kind of focus? And who's going to give me this focus? You? Yeah right." she said as she just kind of moved the papers around on the floor instead of picking them up. She was enjoying this little game because she knew who was really in charge here.

Helena just sighed as she watched Daniella just moving the papers about on the floor, she heard the girl's words and just looked at her.

"First off watch the language, young lady. Secondly, it is not my place to tell you what to focus on. You need to focus yourself, Daniella, like I said before, find something you want to strive for, something you want to achieve. There has to be something you want in life. You just do not want to coast through life never gaining anything do you?"

Helena spoke to the girl as she picked up a few more papers and slid them into their proper folders.

"I can point you in the proper direction, but you need to find that goal you want, and try to obtain it, some goals are tougher than others and can take years to achieve. But often they are the most rewarding. I know you might think like the others, that I am stuck up and against all of you. But no, that is not true, I am here for you students, to help you while you're in my care. To help all you develop into young men and women, our future."

"Whatever..."she replied in another sarcastic tone. It was time to up the ante. Another idea began forming in her mind.

"Should have known the rumors were bullshit too. No way someone like you would have the guts to do that. You are just too goody two shoes to discipline a naughty student." she said getting up, flashing her bottom at her teacher. She then went and closed the door.


Helena hated it when the students had that attitude as well as that tone in their voice. The tone that they did not believe a word out of the teachers mouth. She watched as Daniella got to her feet and walked to the door. Helena got a glimpse of the girl's lacy black panties and she quickly looked back to the papers as she heard the door shut behind her back.

Rumors, Helena did not have a clue what the girl was talking about. She just shook her head as she picked up more of the piles, and made one single pile. She got to her feet and bent over, she picked up the entire pile and placed them on the table again before she turned to Daniella who had just shut the door.

"Listen, Daniella, you're going to get into even more trouble if you do not open that door this moment, as for disciplining you, this is disciplining you. Just what are these rumors any ways, if I might ask since they concern me?"

Helena started to walk over to her desk she could only imagine what the rumors were, she kept an eye on the young woman standing by the door.

Again she caught a glimpse under her teacher's skirt. God that ass was screaming to be spanked. And many times. Maybe even fucked by real and fake cocks... She was kind of surprised that the rumors had not made it to her yet. They had been swirling since before the Thanksgiving break.

"You know...the fact you spank people who disrupt your class. On the bare ass. Pants and undies around their knees. Bent over your desk. With a ruler or your hand. C'mon you know that is what REAL discipline is. Not doing the busy work of your dead end job."

She stood in front of the door, blocking the way. There was only one way this door would open...and that would be coming soon enough.

Daniella had still not moved, Helena had turned around and was facing the defiant girl she listens to her explain the rumor, and then insult Helena. Helena had to admit the girl was good at pushing her buttons. Helena crossed her arms underneath her 36 B breasts.

"Listen, that is just a rumor, I would never spank a student, do you realize I would lose my job and face jail time. So, honestly that all it is a rumor Daniella, some adolescent fantasy."

She glared at the girl, "Well, hun, you're going to be doing much more of this busy work. Since you think of my job as dead end."

Helena continued, "Your going to be staying behind on your Spring Break in detention with me, continuing this and so much more. You do not like my discipline> Fine."

She smiled, "By

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